[Horikita Suzune]
I felt my world rattle.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Maybe it was because of the encounter with Nii-san just before but my body which was already feeling weak felt even more feeble.
If Nii-san was only talking to that arrogant prick I wouldn't be as bothered as I was right now.
What made me confused was the expression on Nii-san's face.
For all my life I've chased after his image. I've done the best I could to attract his attention, to receive his praise.
I even let my hair grow longer because he once told me he likes longer hair. The sisterly love I had for him was near worship.
Nii-san was the best at academics, so I became the best at academics.
Nii-san didn't keep close bonds with anyone, so I abandoned the notion of friends and friendship as well.
Nii-san was an expert martial artist, so I trained myself to my limits.
Nii-san had a calm, composed, and nonchalant expression, so I donned a cold stoic look as well.
Nii-san had reached Class A and remained sovereign over others, so I've set my goal to reach Class A and finally become the Student Council President as well.
After that..
After that... He should acknowledge me, right?
All these thoughts were on the verge of crumbling because of Nii-san's recent words but then I saw a sight I never imagined in my dreams.
Nii-san...
My Nii-san...
The person who always had a calm and composed expression was being disrespected.
He wasn't being given the respect he deserved!
Why did Nii-san have a worried look?
Why was Nii-san standing while the other student was sitting?
It made my blood boil.
But it also shook me to the core that this disrespectful person was none other than someone I despised.
Even more so than Kushida.
Tatsuya Yamamoto.
I don't understand this person.
He was definitely similar to Kushida, hiding his real personality, but what was his goal? Just what did this guy want?
Ignoring the fact that he tried to annoy me whenever he got the chance, I could remove the possibility of him trying to help the class.
Yamamoto already had high suspicions regarding the S-System from the beginning. With his popularity, he could've easily made sure the class didn't misbehave, and maybe in a surprising turn of events we might've been in Class C right now.
Did he want to reach Class A by himself? Even if that was the case I didn't see how harming the class he was in would be beneficial.
Or was he like Koenji and simply wanted to create chaos?
But no matter what his goals were, there was one thing I was certain about.
I hate him.
***
"Looks like we have a few guests, eh?"
Tatsuya's voice travelled through the silent night breaking Horikita out of her reverie.
Manabu remained silent but a hint of panic flashed through his eyes. No matter how stoic he was this situation had turned incredibly dangerous.
Though he hid it, his heart was racing.
"You remember the contract, don't you?" Manabu parted his lips and spoke to Tatsuya, ignoring Ayanokouji and Horikita.
Contract?
Ayanokouji mentally noted this exchange and turned towards Horikita only to see her biting her lower lip in resignation.
It seems like the respect she had for her brother prevented her from lashing out at Tatsuya.
"Your worries are needless Manabu. I'm a man of my word."
For a brief moment, Manabu's expression distorted into an unnoticeable frown before it disappeared.
"I hope so..."
His words marked the end of the conversation and silence enveloped the air once again.
Yet Manabu didn't leave.
Looking at the unmoving Elder Horikita Tatsuya raised a brow, "What do you think you're doing?"
His words surprised Ayanokouji and Horikita, they didn't understand his incredibly brazen question.
Manabu remained silent but there was hesitation in his eyes. Horikita felt her heart wrench upon seeing his behaviour, her body started trembling.
But immediately Ayanokouji placed a hand on her shoulder, calming her down.
"I think we're done here, Manabu. You should get going. I have a few things to talk about with your sister and Ayanokouji... alone."
A few seconds later Manabu released a powerless sigh before disappearing in the night but he displayed no weakness.
His back was straight and he walked away with confidence.
This in turn lifted Horikita's spirit and she walked towards Tatsuya with a scowl on her face.
"What are you doing here?" She hissed and Ayanokouji stood behind her.
"Drinking juice. To be honest apple juice tastes better than orange juice."
"...What?" Horikita was baffled while Ayanokouji hummed in agreement.
"Well, Apple juice is certainly more nutritious than orange juice but in terms of minerals I believe orange juice is better."
"I have enough potassium as it is."
"But Apple juice has more calories."
"The f*ck? Why would I care about a few calories? The difference is extremely minimal."
"You might not but some do, though I considered you to, seeing how well-maintained your physique is and all."
"Thanks. Though I think you should begin the gym. I can see you're trained but I believe you've stopped for some while. You lack definition."
"Ah... That's true I gue-"
"Shut up! Both of you shut up!"
Both Tatsuya and Ayanokouji turned to Horikita.
Her face flushed red in anger.
She had enough of these buffoons. Why in the name of God were they suddenly talking about apple juice and orange juice?
And how did the topic suddenly change to their physiques?
"Wow! You look cute like that."
Click!
Suddenly, Tatsuya took a photo of Horikita much to her confusion.
Ayanokouji took one step back, Horikita was on the verge of exploding.
But for some inexplicable reason, she closed her eyes and became quiet.
Tatsuya and Ayanokouji matched their gaze while having a silent conversation.
Tatsuya: What's wrong with her?
Ayanokouji: I don't know, but we should be safe. She doesn't have her compass with her right now.
Tatsuya: I see.
A second later she opened her eyes which were now calm. The anger, repulsion, and disgust were gone replaced by a steady and firm gaze.
"Let's leave Ayanokouji-kun. Nothing will come out of staying here."
She's lying.
Ayanokouji could tell she had a mountain of questions for Tatsuya but she had probably judged the situation to be extremely troublesome.
Horikita turned around and started walking away.
"I guess I'll see you in class, Tatsuya." Ayanokouji waved his hand and followed after her.
Watching them walk away Tatsuya had an amused expression.
"I heard you've made a study group, Suzune."
Seems like Tatsuya had different plans.
Both Horikita and Ayanokouji stopped in their tracks. Horikita turned around, "And?"
Oh? Looks like Horikita was going to clutch on this opportunity to question him.
Ayanokouji decided to listen to them.
"I'm pretty sure I told the class to not help Sudo and the other waste." Tatsuya's tone took a sudden shift.
If previously it was playful then now it was cold.
"You think I'm going to listen to someone like you?" Horikita smirked as if she was hearing nonsense.
"I don't understand this approach. I'm sure you realize that these people will do nothing but drag us down. I don't need disobedience in my class."
Maybe because she partly agreed with his words Horikita paused for a second before retorting, "It's not your place to judge anyone and I'll do what I wish."
Huh?
"No way you're being hypocritical right now. That's pretty embarrassing you know."
A look of determination crossed over Horikita's face and the light in her eyes began shining brightly. Ayanokouji looked at her with interest.
"You can't stop me, Yamamoto-kun. I'll make sure Sudo, Ike, and Yamauchi pass."
"...I can't stop you?"
Tatsuya muttered with a blank look.
Ayanokouji was surprised, he hadn't thought he could hear words like that from her. Maybe he had evaluated her wrong or maybe it was due to the influence of Tatsuya.
"Don't tell me you care about those idiots. Is this sudden determination because of me, Suzune?"
"No. Also, you give yourself too much importance. I just wish to avoid any possible demerits that would occur due to expulsion."
Suddenly, Tatsuya let out a tired sigh.
"I know you're misinformed but the demerits aren't that bad. We can deal with it easily."
His words came as a shock to both of them.
"How do you know?" Horikita asked with an incredulous expression and Ayanokouji who had been silently listening spoke before Tatsuya could.
"Did the Student Council President tell you this?"
"Huh? W-Wait why would Niisan tell him that!?"
Tatsuya smirked, ignoring Horikita's baffled expression.
"Indeed. He had some interesting things to share."
"Can you share what this demerit would be?" Ayanokouji asked.
"100 Class Points."
"What!? That is in no way acceptable considering our current circumstances." Horikita was bewildered by his words.
How could he say that so nonchalantly?
"If you plan to expel the three of them we will be in a deficit of 300. Do you really think that is acceptable? I can't believe your stupidity." Horikita sneered but there was an odd look in her eyes.
Ayanokouji who was observing her saw through her thoughts.
It seems like she's realized that if Tatsuya was serious about Class A, albeit in his own twisted way, then there's no way he hadn't thought about this.
But that begged the question of 'why'?
There were only two answers to that question that didn't harm the class.
Either Tatsuya was confident in reaching Class A despite the massive handicap or—
Our points wouldn't go into the negatives.
"I guess both of you have an answer in your mind by now. Yes, there's no danger of falling into negatives at the moment."
"At the moment? Elaborate."
Wow, Horikita really had the talent of pissing people off or was she intentionally annoying Tatsuya?
"Was that an attempt at provoking me? How childish."
Ouch. I didn't expect that. Her own words, the exact same, were thrown back at her.
Thankfully her expression didn't change.
I guess she's acting like that because she realises that no matter how she acted Tatsuya stopped us to give us a certain amount of information anyway.
"Tell me, if Class D which is known for being the most defective Class has several people failing due to these exams then how on earth would they compete? If the school did that it would be complete torture."
"Of course, the school leaves out options for even the worst academic students to pass but it is ultimately hard to notice. They can't be this harsh in the first semester, though that sounds odd considering they're expelling students for failing."
Horikita intently listened to him but suddenly her eyes widened.
"Wait! You mean to say that this first semester is our grace period?"
"Exactly." Tatsuya smiled softly as if genuinely happy that Horikita was able to guess the correct answer from his vague words.
This really made Ayanokouji confused.
Just what was the relationship between them?
"So? I think this situation is a win-win. We can weed out the useless people while sustaining no damage."
"I disagree Sudo is a valuable asset with his physical strength and basketball skills and—"
"Ike has great communication skills. He also told me he's experienced in camping and has quite a bit of survival skills. As for Yamauchi... I guess he should have some hidden talent as well."
Ayanokouji decided to help her out, she didn't know much about Yamauchi and Ike. Well, he stumped at Yamauchi's part as well.
But Tatsuya shook his head.
"No. Sudo is too rash. His physical skills are outstanding I admit but his personality is too rough and reckless. He'll only cause trouble. As for Ike and Yamauchi, they're both perverts that are causing a rift to grow between the boys and girls of the class. You're so stuck up in your own little world that you fail to realize the bigger picture."
Tatsuya absolutely destroyed their arguments. Even Ayanokouji didn't have a direct counter to his words. No matter what he said, it would be speculation.
As for Tatsuya, he had spoken the truth from the beginning.
Horikita winced but quickly hid it.
"Now is our only chance to do a complete cleanup. I think you of all people understand me, Suzune."
Horikita stayed silent with a pondering look on her face. It seemed like she was genuinely considering his words.
I guess this was inevitable. Horikita never actually cared about the three idiots. She only helped them because she was worried about the class getting dragged down but Tatsuya had cleared away our reasons to help them from a logical point of view, disregarding whether it was morally correct to help fellow classmates or not.
Even if she was to doubt his words it would be equivalent to showing distrust towards her own brother, which she would never do, as Tatsuya's information came from him.
Well, I guess it can't be helped.
"I refuse."
Hmm?
"I will still work to save them. They still have their use and shouldn't be discarded so hastily."
Horikita...?
Ah, I see now.
Is this your way of saying you'll never agree with him? So you'll discard all the logic behind his words just to not let your pride get hurt or do you want to destroy Tatsuya's confidence?
Do you see saving Sudo and the others as defeating Tatsuya?
Tatsuya realized it as well and he was disappointed.
Even after intentionally giving her a clear difference between the advantages and disadvantages she still refused to work with him just because of her pride.
Since there was no point in continuing this conversation he stood up.
He walked towards Horikita and Ayanokouji with frost in his eyes.
All of a sudden, alarm bells started ringing in Ayanokouji's mind.
Shhh!
Horikita's eyes widened as Tatsuya suddenly disappeared and her vision was blocked by a hand intending to grab her face.
In that short time lapse she felt the hand inch closer and closer to her face in slow motion but her body was frozen in place.
Her mind was screaming at her to move but she found herself unable to.
Just as his hand was about to reach her face Ayanokouji intervened, grabbing his hand mid-way.
Instantly Tatsuya twisted his body and kicked Ayanokouji's chest with terrifying force.
Ayanokouji's eyes unnoticeably widened as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Boom!
A thunderous sound echoed through the space as Ayanokouji absorbed the impact, but the deadly kick sent him flying a few meters away.
At that exact moment, as Ayanokouji was in mid-air, Tatsuya with inhuman speed blitzed toward Horikita who had a blank look on her face.
He lifted Horikita by her chin into the air, like a chicken that was waiting helplessly before it was slaughtered,
Her expression was distorted.
All of this happened in merely a single second.
He caressed her stomach and the violation of personal space sent a shiver down her spine.
A second later Tatsuya pulled out her phone from her side pocket.
He ended the ongoing audio recording and deleted it before letting Horikita drop to the ground.
"Never try these petty tricks with me." The look in his eyes suggested he was looking at a lowly peasant, an inferior being, "Know your place."
He tossed the phone at her and began walking away.
Ayanokouji ignored the numbness in his arms and hurried over to her side. He helped the coughing Horikita, who was watching Tatsuya's back with a grim expression, stand up.
Just as Tatsuya was about to disappear Ayanokouji spoke up, as if to confirm something.
"If you're going to act like this it's going to get dangerous for our Class Tatsuya. If we continue like this we'll never reach Class A."
"..."
Tatsuya suddenly stopped walking as eerie silence settled in.
"Ayanokouji. Horikita."
"It seems like both of you are misunderstanding something."
He didn't turn back but gave both of them a look from the corner of his eye.
"To reach Class A—"
Horikita felt a chill go down her spine. Her heart raced as the air between them solidified.
It was at this moment that both Horikita and Ayanokouji felt it.
The overwhelming aura of confidence that oozed out of every fiber of his being.
"—I alone am enough."
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[Ayanokouji]
"—I alone am enough."
Both I and Horikita had no words to offer in opposition and he simply disappeared.
When I previously wondered why he was still willing to expel Ike, Yamauchi, and Sudo despite the 300-point demerits I had thought it was either because he was confident or that our class points wouldn't drop into the negatives.
But I was wrong.
It was both.
I sighed after helping Horikita up and looked up at the night sky. The moon was particularly bright today, it was beautiful.
Maybe I could have considered this as a little date or rendezvous with Horikita if not for the whole Student Council President and Tatsuya fiasco.
Well, who am I kidding that wasn't possible.
I looked toward Horikita.
She was particularly shaken by the sudden assault.
She wasn't wrong in trying to record their conversation. In fact, it was a brilliant move. For a second I thought Tatsuya had become arrogant and missed how oddly Horikita was acting.
But I guess that wasn't the case.
Tatsuya didn't care whether she was recording or not from the start.
At first, I was confused as to why he suddenly lunged at Horikita but sensing the danger I instinctively caught his hand.
I remembered that he said Martial Arts was one of his hobbies so I was on guard but even I wasn't ready for the sudden kick.
His limbs were particularly long and I didn't have time to duck or fall back because that would leave me open or he might attack Horikita again.
So I crossed my hands in front of my chest, hoping to stay in the same place in case he tried attacking Horikita again.
But that strength...
Even now my forearms were tingling from the aftermath. I wonder if it will be bruised by tomorrow.
I massaged the area that was aching, "Are you okay, Horikita?"
She seemed to have just realized that I was also here, ouch.
"I-... I'm fine." She muttered before shaking her head, "No, rather are you f-fine?"
By the time she finished speaking, I presume she remembered exactly what happened. It must've been visually shocking to see another fellow human fly away, like what happened in action movies.
If it were anyone else besides me they wouldn't have escaped without a pair of broken arms. I guess he must've taken my Whiteroom background into account.
This line of thought brought me back to the conversation we had before his attack. Had he intentionally brought up the topic of how I should join the gym back?
Was he trying to hint that the current me was not his match?
He must be really really strong if he can say those words while knowing my past. Is he from an influential family or maybe one of the investors?
I can't see otherwise how he knows about the Whiteroom.
I also considered the fact that he may be from the 5th Generation if he faked his age but that possibility was extremely slim.
After all, no one from the Whiteroom cou-
"Ayanokouji-kun?" Horikita's concerned voice brought me back to reality.
Oh... I was lost in thought.
"No don't worry. It hurts but I should be fine." I tried to add pain to my voice but I don't know if that worked.
"I-" Horikita parted her lips but the look on her face made it obvious what she was about to say.
"You don't need to apologize or feel guilty. It's not your fault. Trying to record the conversation was the right move and the things he said were particularly useful, it was a good plan. I guess we both underestimated him."
Was it a random guess or did Horikita's behaviour tip him off? Currently, that was unknown but I'm sure Horikita was thinking it was her fault.
The usual Horikita wouldn't have thought like that, did meeting her brother have that big of an impact on her?
"For now we have to deal with this problem. Are you really against his plan or did you simply act like that to make sure you didn't look too bad yourself in the recording?"
"No, I still don't agree with his plan. I don't know about Ike or Yamauchi but Sudo is a very valuable asset I can't have him drop out."
This was incredibly odd.
No, it was basically out of character. Even though I didn't want to I subconsciously analyzed her behaviour, speech, and the previous few interactions we just had before arriving at a simple conclusion.
"Is the reason your brother?"
Horikita flinched rather abruptly before shooting me a glare, "You...!"
Looks like I hit the mark.
"I guess unwillingly a part of you believes that Tatsuya can back his words. If Tatsuya can bring the Class to Class A that would be great overall but in the end you wouldn't get the acknowledgement you desire from your brother."
Horikita looked at me silently.
Did I overdo it? Is she thinking I'm creepy or something?
Well, I don't blame her.
In the end, Horikita averted her gaze, "Think what you wish but I will make sure no one is expelled."
I guess her confidence really had taken a sharp hit if she couldn't even look me in the eye while talking.
"I..." Horikita looked into her phone, "I'll be going back to my room. What about you?"
"I still haven't had dinner. I was thinking of getting some groceries before heading back."
"I see... Then I'll be heading back. Do visit the infirmary if it hurts too much." With those words, she left me alone in the night.
How cruel.
Just kidding, but was that concern she showed towards me in the end?
Well, it was probably guilt of having me save her twice.
I wonder how she'll handle Tatsuya.
It was going to be incredibly troublesome...
I could probably help Horikita and try to make sure he can't expel them during the exams but if Tatsuya was hell-bent on having them gone then this was going to be a rather destructive journey for both me and Horikita.
Horikita didn't realise it but Tatsuya never explicitly stated that he would have them expelled during the exams.
You can save them once, you might even save them twice.
But Horikita...
Even if you win the battle you will lose the war.
Yamamoto Tatsuya had one goal in mind and if he achieved that goal then it would result in your death.
"I hope you realize it before it's too late Horikita...If you don't Tatsuya will eat you alive." I muttered to myself in apprehension.
This wouldn't do... I can't have her mentally breaking down just yet.
...
Tatsuya walked back to the dorms and entered the elevator.
He pushed the button and the lift closed with him as the sole passenger.
Just before when he was talking with Horikita he actually wasn't sure if she was recording or not.
He wasn't some genius mastermind, he wasn't some master observer nor was he someone amazing.
He was just one lucky soul that got picked from Earth.
The only reason he took action was out of caution since audio recording was a very common and overused trope in Classroom of The Elite.
Though it could be that the little Whiteroom devil was also recording but that possibility was pretty slim and even if he was recording there was zero chance he would share it.
Not only did Tatsuya know of his past but Ayanokouji was also unaware of his true motives.
Ayanokouji, who desired peace and freedom, wouldn't act against him for now.
He also couldn't hoodwink him using Horikta as an excuse in case the audio was somehow leaked since only Horikita and Ayanokouji were present during the conversation and Tatsuya had already checked Horikita's phone.
It wouldn't be long before he tore Horikita to pieces but before that, he should have some fun and relax.
A few dozen or so seconds later the lift panel displayed the number "12" and stopped.
He got off and headed towards a certain dorm room and opened it using the key. Thankfully no one was in the lobby right now.
He then smiled at the sight of the still unconscious blonde girl sleeping on her bed.
****
When Tatsuya entered the room he was greeted by a familiar sight.
The room was painted in soothing pastels and had an inviting warmth.
The bed was dressed in floral patterns and on it was a peacefully sleeping girl, surrounded by an assortment of plush pillows.
Personal touches, like a dreamcatcher and cherished photos, adorned the walls, creating a cosy haven.
It was the room of an 'ideal', 'popular' and 'cute' girl, in a sense it was respectable how far Kushida was willing to go to protect her secret and keep her acting up.
His gaze wandered back to Kushida. He had changed her into simple pyjamas and covered her with a sheet.
She seemed to be sleeping peacefully but there was a slight frown on her face.
The sight was truly heartwarming and Tatsuya felt a hint of regret upon remembering his actions on the roof.
He should've broken her more.
In the end, he decided not to disturb her and went to the mini kitchen. He wasn't an incredible cook in his last life but he knew the basics.
But at the moment he was craving some hot chocolate drink perhaps because it was already night.
He opened his phone and as usual, ignored Hasabe's messages.
"I should probably spend time with her since I have nothing to do now till the end of the mid-term exams. I kinda feel guilty ignoring her like this."
He felt a little embarrassed about forgetting about her just because she wasn't in the main cast. She was very attractive but Tatsuya had struggled with an odd feeling in his heart.
His instincts drove him to fuck Airi to confirm how the System worked and to complete his deductions he fucked Kushida.
At the moment he was completely relaxed without a hint of care in the world.
Instead of ignoring Hasabe, he decided to message her about meeting tomorrow.
"But what kind of nickname is Yama-kun?" It really gave him a shock when she came up with this weird address for him.
Horrifyingly enough her first nickname for him was Yama-chan which made him shudder, after much convincing she changed "chan" to "kun"
Shaking his head with a smile he searched for a few hot chocolate recipes before finding a certain Mexican recipe.
"Interesting..."
3 cups whole milk
3 tablespoons crushed cinnamon sticks (preferably Ceylon)
6 ounces semisweet chocolate (preferably Scharffen Berger), finely chopped
3 tablespoons demerara or granulated sugar
¾ teaspoon vanilla extract
Pinch of kosher salt
¼ teaspoon ground chile de árbol or cayenne pepper, plus more for serving
Lightly sweetened whipped cream (for serving)
Preparation
Step 1
Bring milk and cinnamon to a simmer in a medium saucepan over medium-low heat, whisking occasionally and making sure milk doesn't boil until cinnamon is floral and fragrant about 10 minutes. Whisk in chocolate, sugar, vanilla, salt, and ¼ tsp. ground chile and cook, whisking frequently, until the mixture is smooth and creamy and chocolate is melted, about 5 minutes.
Step 2
Divide hot chocolate among mugs. Top with whipped cream and dust with cocoa powder.
"Shouldn't be hard, but I'm missing a few ingredients..." He muttered with an exasperated look before summoning the invisibility cloak.
After wearing it he rushed out of the dorm with the highest speed he could muster. A certain part of him wanted to jump down the railing but then he remembered he was on the 12th floor.
Hah! So what if he had regeneration? He wasn't some kind of masochist.
Tatsuya relished in delight as he dashed down the stairs.
It felt as if he was flying.
"Speaking of flying, I wonder when I'll get a flying ability. I have a few dozen spins... My luck can't be that bad right?"
At an inconspicuous corner, he put the cloak away and went into the shop, buying whatever he needed.
Oddly enough he found no one familiar, some students did point at him talking in hushed breaths but none familiar enough to initiate a conversation with.
When he returned to the dorms barely a few minutes had passed and Kushida was still sleeping.
Tatsuya carefully followed the steps and made some hot chocolate.
The mug held a rich, smooth chocolate blend with tiny marshmallows bobbing on top, like little clouds.
A dusting of chocolate powder adorned the whipped cream, making it extra tempting. As he cradled the mug, the sweet aroma enveloped him.
He sipped the chocolate drink with a warm smile as he thought about a few moments from his previous life.
Shaking his head he muttered with a chuckle, "I followed the steps precisely without an iota of error and yet my hot chocolate is different than how it was shown on the site. I feel kind of betrayed... Or am I just that bad?"
After finishing his hot chocolate he walked to Kushida with another mug in hand and pushed her awake.
Kushida was startled and awoke with a fright. She had a blank look as if trying to remember what happened but suddenly Tatsuya's face came into her view and all her memories came crashing down like a broken dam.
"AAAA-"
Suddenly a large hand clamped down on her lips, pushing her back against the wall. Kushida looked at him with terror and tears in her eyes.
Her body was shaking as if reliving the trauma she faced a few hours ago.
"Shush! What the hell? Everyone's sleeping and you almost made the hot chocolate spill!" He scolded her, upon seeing a drop of the drink slide down the edge of the mug.
For a second he wanted to lick it but remembering it was Kushida's mug he decided against it. It would be insensitive and rude to do that.
He pushed the hot chocolate to the whimpering Kushida, "Not a single sound. You will drink this slowly and enjoy it. Relax, I won't do anything now."
He lied.
But she didn't know, did she?
Game was game.
Kushida looked down and nodded her head. Tatsuya slowly removed his hand from her mouth and pushed the mug towards her.
Ignoring the sight of her frail shaky hands he found a chair to sit on. He turned it around and sat on it with his hands resting on top of the backrest.
Plopping his chin on top of his hands he silently watched as Kushida sip by sip drank the hot chocolate he made.
A few minutes passed in heavy silence as Kushida avoided his gaze.
"Uhm... So how is it?" Kushida looked startled by the sudden question, "The drink I mean."
"... It's good." She whispered quietly.
Tatsuya wondered how she felt. It must be odd to drink hot chocolate made by your rapist who was also watching you drink it.
What an awkward situation.
It was odd seeing the bubbly Kushida so quiet. Even her scary side was silent at the moment.
But he had to break the ice somehow.
"I laced the drink with an aphrodisiac." He said with a smile as he noticed Kushida's eyes widen with horror.
"Just kidding."
"You..." Kushida had a million words to say but they all got compressed to one sentence, "... What's wrong with you?"
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[Tatsuya]
"... What's wrong with you?"
I looked at her horrified expression and paused.
Her question was interesting.
It was as if all unnecessary thoughts were pushed away from my mind.
Kushida disappeared, her room faded away into nothingness and I found myself in the familiar void. The same void I felt I was in the split second my phone burst open like a bomb.
By concentrating, I transcended time, even eliminating superfluous concepts like sound.
In hindsight, I never gave much thought about things like why or good/bad. I simply did what I wished to do.
I'm fully aware of every single action I've taken since I arrived in this world. This world that was full of fictional characters—
No.
Fictional Characters that were now undoubtedly real living breathing humans.
If I were to briefly summarise my actions then all I would come up with was- Blackmail, rape and murder.
With all this in mind, Kushida's question "What's wrong with you?" Was entirely valid. I didn't have some womp womp backstory to cry about, nor did I have divorced parents.
I wasn't a sociopath nor was I a psychopath.
I was simply human.
I'm Adrian Frost.
Evil and Good were arbitrary terms that I didn't care about now.
I could afford to not care now.
Humans by nature are self-preservative.
Laws act as external constraints, providing a deterrent through the threat of punishment, which appeals to individuals' rational self-interest.
Emotions and morality, while influential, vary among individuals, making them less reliable deterrents.
Legal consequences offer a consistent and society-wide framework, shaping behaviour through fear of punishment.
But what if this fear of punishment was removed?
Individual actions would then boil down to morality.
A good example of this was the infamous Stanford Prison Experiment or the equally infamous Milgram Experiment.
While there were some differences the essence of these experiments was the same—No consequences.
Wasn't it funny how simply absolving the constraints around the heart can allow people to commit 'evil'?
I was always self-aware yet I never really bothered thinking too deeply about it.
But her question unintentionally sent me down a deep rabbit hole.
I wondered, would I feel guilty? Would I feel myself panicking emotionally from the horrors I've done? Would I lose sleep? Would I feel nauseated with myself?
But unexpectedly I was glad.
I felt even more at peace as if a heavy burden had been removed from my shoulders. I could finally feel myself connecting to these people, I could finally assimilate with these people.
I'm content with who I am, I'm Tatsuya Yamamoto, a simple dimensional traveller with the freedom to do as I wished.
And I'll continue doing so till I can, till my last breath.
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Kushida looked at him with confusion, his eyes had turned blank, like how a robot would become after turning its switch off.
She couldn't stop herself from shivering.
Her body refused to obey her.
She didn't want to cower, she didn't want to fear him.
But her heart wasn't listening.
He gave her some hot coffee.
How romantic, right?
What a considerate action after ravaging her body. Perhaps if this was a cliche romcom she would become one of those female leads that slowly falls for her rapist who starts taking care of her.
No. Kushida felt nothing but disgust for him.
No matter how charming he was, for Kushida he was the most ugly existence at the moment.
It was deeply disturbing how nonchalantly he was sitting after committing such a heinous crime.
Did he not understand the weight of his actions?
Does he not realise that he'll have to face jail time if she decides to report him?
Yes, she could most likely destroy his life but he would in turn destroy everything she had built up till now. That was equivalent to destroying her life.
But in the end, if he takes things too far and doesn't restrain himself both of them will have to go down the path of mutual destruction.
She could only hope that h—
Suddenly, Tatsuya shifted in place as light returned to his eyes. A warm smile erupted on his facial features creeping her out.
"How does it feel, Kushida?" He asked.
The hands holding the mug became tightly gripped, if she had more strength maybe the mug might've shattered.
"... It feels awful. It feels disgusting. It feels unfair."
Tatsuya didn't interrupt her.
"What did I do to deserve this? Can you tell me? Hey pervert, do you know why I act like a little angel?" She asked him with a blank look in her eyes.
Tatsuya was inwardly shocked that even after such a traumatic event Kushida Kikyo was able to revert to her original self, bit by bit.
"No," he lied, "I know your past but I'm not sure I have all the details. I just know you caused the destruction of your class."
"I see..." She muttered, "Did Horikita-san tell you this?"
"You could say so." He lied again.
"What a bitch..." She whispered to herself before looking at Tatsuya, "I hate you."
"Wow, what a surprise." Looks like his sarcasm rubbed her the wrong way.
Kushida shook her head.
"I hated you from the start of school." She took a sip from the hot coffee and her body shivered once again.
"Oh?"
"You're better than me in academics. You're better than me in sports and you're more popular than me. I hate it." She took a big breath, "Growing up I always thought I was special, that I was better than others but as I grew up I realised that my talents were limited. I couldn't be the smartest, I couldn't be the most athletic."
Her eyes, resembling pure gemstones that shone with a dark light, peered at Tatsuya.
"So I simply decided to be the best at being kind, to be the most loved individual. It filled me with delight, pleasure, when people shared their secrets with me and considered me their best friend. But it was too much to bear mentally. Do you know how exhausting it is to listen to bitchy girls whining about each other or trying to ignore dirty perverts that had nothing but sex in their minds?"
Tatsuya didn't disturb her. His face was completely neutral as he listened to her vent her feelings.
"I couldn't take it anymore but dropping the act had too many consequences so I created an anonymous blog. I poured all my feelings there, I never felt so relaxed in my life... But—"
Her brows scrunched up in regret.
"It was a mistake. Someone from my class found the blog and even if I hadn't specified the names and stuff it was easy to understand that it was my class that was being talked about in the blog."
"Isn't it funny?" Kushida looked at him with a broken smile, "I simply vented my feelings on the blog like how they vented their feelings to me. So why was I hated so much? Why did they forget everything I did for them? Am I not human?"
"But then again, I guess because I was human I made an even bigger mistake. I decided to expose all the dirty little secrets they had shared with me. Hehe, I destroyed the class and no one could do anything to me since what I said was nothing but the truth."
She sighed, "I was determined to not make the same mistake again but I still needed to vent my feelings."
Heavy silence enveloped the room.
"Hey... Tell me, what did I do wrong?" Tears glistened at the rim of her eyes, "Why did something like this happen to m-me? WHY!?"
She yelled furiously, her moistened crimson eyes looking hatefully at Tatsuya.
For a second Tatsuya paused and his nonchalant face changed to a serious expression.
"Kushida," he spoke gently, "You did nothing wrong."
Kushida looked confused as tears streamed down her face.
"No innocent deserves to be raped, no innocent deserves to be tortured and no innocent deserves to be killed."
"Then—"
"But Kushida," Tatsuya got up from his seat and walked towards her bed, scaring her. Kushida inched back subconsciously but as if deja vu had occurred, her back hit the backrest of the bed.
"W-Wait! S-Stay back!" She growled in anger but her feeble little body was shaking with every step he took.
Tatsuya walked to the edge of her bed and looked down at her. His wide frame caused a shadow to cast over her and Kushida felt her heart race.
Tatsuya leaned in towards her and with both hands gently cupped her cheeks as if holding his dear lover.
But the sheer indifference in his eyes told a different story.
"All those arguments belong to the weak." The warmth from his hands spread to her cheeks, "Yes you did nothing wrong. You didn't deserve what happened to you but that doesn't matter if I wished for it to happen. Kushida, you were simply unlucky to catch my eye."
Kushida's eyes widened in disbelief as she tried her best to not tremble under his touch, the strong-willed Kushida would not accept defeat like this.
"Y-You're telling me everything I had to suffer was because of dumb luck? Don't you dare spout nonsense!" She stubbornly met his eyes, hiding her fear.
"It's the truth. Why would I bother with you if you weren't beautiful?" Tatsuya chuckled, "Wouldn't want to fuck you if you were a fat whale, would I?"
"Shut the fuck up! Just leave me alone already!" She couldn't stand his nonsense anymore. She might just die of disgust.
"That's where you're wrong, I won't leave you alone."
"Don't cross the line!" Kushida tried to free herself and yelled, "Don't you dare think I won't file charges against you if you don't leave at once!"
"File charges? What would that accomplish?" A mocking look flashed across his eyes, "To report me, you'll have to leave this room first."
Kushida flinched as the grim reality of the situation settled in, her phone was on the kitchen table and Tatsuya wouldn't just let her use it.
But Tatsuya wasn't going to let her off easy, "And don't even think of screaming. I'll knock you unconscious before you can even scream."
The grip on her cheeks subtly grew stronger sending a shiver down her spine.
Kushida whimpered under his hold as Tatsuya leaned in further and whispered, "How about I offer you a deal~"
The devil had decided to seduce the angel with sweet lullabies.
"You hate others having power over you isn't that right?" Kushida didn't answer him, "You want to expel Suzune, right?"
Another bout of silence but the look in her eyes gave him his answer.
The intensity with which he was looking at her caused Kushida to freeze in place. It was as if time had stopped between them.
"I will expel Horikita Suzune~"
"... W-What...?" She couldn't believe her ears as she looked up, not avoiding his eyes.
With one hand still on her cheek his other hand slipped upward and gently stroked her hair, "I will expel Horikita Suzune."
He repeated his words and Kushida felt her heart thump. "You're lying."
"I'm not."
"But you clearly have some relationship with her, many classmates even think both of you are past lovers with how you bicker in between classes."
"Hahaha," Tatsuya couldn't resist laughing, "There's no such thing. I simply happened to see her meet with her brother and discover her weak vulnerable side. Isn't it amusing how someone like that is acting as if she's the best in the world, above others?"
His words struck a chord in her heart. She thought so too. She disliked Horikita due to similar reasons.
The distance between the devil and the angel decreased.
"But how does that help you?" Kushida scoffed, "I don't believe you'll do something like expelling her just because."
Tatsuya didn't answer and she instantly understood before hissing venomously, "You're after my body! Go to hell!"
"Hah, is it really that bad?"
"Go to hell pervert! You're out of your mind!"
She resisted but how could he accept that?
"It's already happened once hasn't it~?" The devil whispered once again, "Worst case scenario I'll just force you again. Trust me I don't care if you file charges I have several ways to avoid it."
"You-!"
"Why not agree? Was it because I was too rough? But you know why, right? You almost bit it off..." Memories returned and Kushida's face scrunched up in disgust.
"Obey me and I'll expel her, Kushida. Isn't it easy? It's happened once what's more a few times?" He just needed to push the idea in her head, "You'll have my support, I'll help you solidify your status as much as I can. I'll help you become the most lovable person in not only the first grade but second grade as well. Isn't that your wish?"
"You're not making sense-"
"You hate Ike, Yamauchi and the other perverts right?"
"H-Huh?" Kushida was confused by the sudden mention of two classmates, "You're the most disgusting perver-"
"I'll expel them during the Mid-terms."
Kushida paused upon hearing that.
"The main reason you're resisting is because you don't know whether I can expel Horikita or not, right?"
Tatsuya pulled out his phone and showed her something.
Kushida initially confused looked at his screen before suddenly her eyes widened to terrifying degrees.
"H-How...?" She was flabbergasted, "It's only been a few months..."
"Do you trust me now?"
"Wait- No, I-"
"We'll sign a contract, a memorandum, Kushida." He silenced her once again, "If I can't expel at least three students after the Mid-terms finish then I'll drop out of this school. I'll even try to drag Horikita down with me. In a single stroke, both your greatest enemies will leave the school and you'll be a free bird again."
The devil had fallen from heaven but the angel was slowly being dragged alongside him.
"You... You're serious?" Kushida whispered. Her heart was jumping in joy, if she played her cards right she could have this pervert and Horikita both gone.
Tatsuya pulled out a piece of paper and Kushida couldn't believe her eyes, "W-Why do you have this prepared already?"
"Hmph, what do you think I was doing while you were unconscious?" He handed her the paper before stepping back letting her relax.
___________________________
Contractual Agreement Between Yamamoto Tatsuya (referred to as "X") and Kushida Kikyo (referred to as "Y").
Date of Agreement: June 4, 2015
Clause 1: Student Expulsion
1.1 X is hereby obligated to initiate the expulsion of three specified students from Class 1-D, either during the Mid-term examination scheduled for June 11, 2015, or promptly after its conclusion.
1.2 Failure by X to adhere to the conditions stipulated in 1.1 will result in immediate withdrawal from the educational institution.
Clause 2: Non-Involvement of Y
2.1 Y shall refrain from engaging with the targeted students, namely Ike Kanji, Yamauchi Haruki, and Sudo Ken, until the completion of the Mid-term examinations.
Clause 3: Confidentiality
3.1 Both parties, X and Y, mutually agree to maintain strict confidentiality regarding the details and existence of this agreement.
3.2 Any breach of the confidentiality stipulated in
3.1, including the disclosure of this agreement to third parties, will result in expulsion for the violating party.
Clause 4: Authorization for Expulsion
4.1 X is granted the authority to utilize any means deemed necessary to ensure the expulsion of the specified students.
4.2 It is explicitly stated that while pursuing the expulsion, X must refrain from causing any harm to Y and must not disclose Y's involvement in any manner post the conclusion of the Mid-term examinations.
This agreement is entered into willingly and knowingly by both parties on the date mentioned above.
Yamamoto Tatsuya (X)
Signature:
Kushida Kikyo (Y)
Signature:
_________________________
After looking through the contract Kushida fell silent.
The angel had fallen.
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As Kushida dove into the nitty-gritty of that contract, a wave of unease washed over her.
Every single line felt like Tatsuya had a crystal ball predicting every objection she could throw at him.
It was scary.
The ban on reaching out to Ike, Sudo, and Yamauchi, laid out in Clause 2, seemed doable.
It wouldn't be hard, she just had to make sure she appeared excessively busy.
But the fact that Tatsuya had already thought about one of them spilling the beans (thanks to Clause 3) left her feeling like she was playing a losing game.
She didn't like the fact that she couldn't share any details either. This contract also lost any blackmail potential due to Clause 3.
Then Clause 4.2 hit her like a ton of bricks. It was like Tatsuya had peered deep into her soul, her personality, and her thoughts.
It seemed like he knew everything about her, leaving her seriously freaked out.
Seeing how dead serious Tatsuya was about dropping out made her wonder just how far he'd go to make his point. What was driving him to take such risks?
And the idea of Tatsuya possibly booting Horikita out of school had her dreaming wide awake with excitement.
But then, the probability of cutting off three students without tanking his reputation? That sounded like a challenge. How would he even expel three students? Disrupt their studies? That would be too much of a harm to the reputation he had been building since the start of school.
Would he sacrifice the popularity he had gained so easily?
In Kushida's perspective that was a stupid idea.
Not to mention, with Horikita running a study group, it seemed like a tough nut to crack.
But her eyes then moved back to Clause 4.1.
I see. So that's why he included [4.1]. Is he going to do something behind the scenes? Maybe something illegal as well. I wouldn't put it past this pervert.
"We don't have all day... You accepting it?"
When Tatsuya threw the question at her with that poker face, the smug look in his eyes cranked up her irritation. The fact that she was cornered into accepting the deal only fueled her anger.
"I still have a few doubts." She spoke quietly but made sure she was audible to Tatsuya.
"Speak away," Tatsuya nonchalantly accepted her questioning.
"You're acting like you're going to do something crazy or extremely hard but isn't it just three students that are already very close to expulsion? It doesn't seem like you'll have to do much. Even if they get expelled it doesn't prove much right?"
"Hmm," he hummed in agreement and Kushida's eyes shone.
"Horikita-san is very different from the dirty trio. I think you're banking on the fact that they could be expelled due to the exams and trying to take credit for it. Yes, Horikita-san is running a study group but I don't think she'll have much success with it. At this rate, the three of them might get expelled by their own hands." She spoke in a sharp tone.
"You think you can expel Horikita-san in the future with this method? Don't kid me." Her eyes portrayed her distrust.
"I'm really surprised," Tatsuya spoke suddenly.
"Huh?"
"I'm surprised you're able to think so clearly after what happened a few hours ago. Your willpower is really amazing, Kushida." He genuinely praised her.
Unfortunately, Kushida was having none of it.
"Spare me the bullshit and answer me." Her voice was as frosty as when she tried to accuse him of rape.
"The scenario of them failing on their own will not happen."
"What? Why?"
"I won't go into the details but soon Ayanokouji will approach you for a certain matter. Don't hesitate and agree, he will strike a deal with a third-year student and once you realise the content of the deal you'll understand how impossible it is for me to expel them using the exams."
Kushida fell silent upon hearing his words.
"What deal exactly?"
"A surefire way for even Yamauchi, Ike and Sudo to gain full marks in the exams."
"What the fuck? You're kidding, right?"
Tatsuya grinned, "Am I?"
Kushida was about to lash out again but all of a sudden she picked up the contract again.
[Clause 2: Non-Involvement of Y
2.1 Y shall refrain from engaging with the targeted students, namely Ike Kanji, Yamauchi Haruki, and Sudo Ken, until the completion of the Mid-term examinations.]
"I see..."
"You understand now?"
Kushida nodded, "So whatever this deal is you want to make sure I don't somehow help those three after knowing the details of the deal between Ayanokouji-kun and the third year because that would mean certain expulsion for you?"
"Correct."
"I see..." Kushida repeated her words and looked down pondering over the deal.
A few seconds later she looked up and matched her gaze with Tatsuya.
"... Fine."
Reluctantly, she grabbed the pen he tossed on the bed, ready to ink her fate.
"Wait," but suddenly Tatsuya stopped her and started fiddling with his phone.
"What?" She asked with annoyance.
"You do realise that the school might not accept any contracts without a witness, right?"
But Tatsuya, always a step ahead, stopped her.
Kushida's momentary brain freeze had her kicking herself— what if Tatsuya denied ever signing this contract?
Instantly, she sent a sharp glance towards him.
Glaring at Tatsuya's face, that sly smile of his sent a shiver down her spine. This was chess, and he was playing with all 32 pieces.
He had her under his control from the start.
From the conversation to the contract and the flaws of the contract.
He had it all covered.
Grim reality settled in, there was never an option to deny the contract in the first place...
She felt cold, unbearably so, as she signed the contract in front of the recording phone that had been set up by Tatsuya.
Then Tatsuya took the contract, all under the eyes of the camera, and signed the contract. Without ever leaving the camera's sight he made it focus on the contract so that nothing was blurred.
"I, Tatsuya Yamamoto, agree to the conditions written on the memorandum and will leave this school upon failure of the conditions."
With this, her fate was sealed and Tatsuya sent her a copy of the video and a digital copy of the contract.
He then gave the original contract to her, much to her confusion.
"I have no use for it," he stated simply, "Now it's time to enjoy ourselves~"
Kushida flinched in her bed but didn't move. She merely lowered her head in defeat as Tatsuya walked towards her.
Tatsuya stopped just before her once again and cast a shadow over her body.
You can do nothing Kushida.
You can't escape.
You might think you just have to endure for a little while but that's just your own cute little misunderstanding.
Contracts? Coercion? Consent?
Such things don't matter to me.
You've fallen into an inescapable hell.
-x-X-x-
A curious human once wondered whether humans were equal or not.
Let me ask you, do you think humans are equal?
Tatsuya shadowed over Kushida and his eyes flickered with interest. Her blonde hair looked extremely soft and smooth, it shined due to the meticulous care Kushida took.
Her eyes were sharp and her skin fair, it gave her a spicy look— much better than her dumb angelic act.
He placed a hand on her head and stroked her hair again. It was an addictive feeling and Tatsuya understood why.
Kushida had an interesting personality.
Even at that moment, there was a contradictory feeling upon observing her.
Submissive yet sharp.
Docile yet aggressive.
He grabbed her chin and forced her to lock her gaze with him. Her cute little red gradient eyes flickered in panic but she didn't move.
Tatsuya wanted to completely tame this wild girl, no matter what it took.
He leaned forward and kissed her gently. It was a soft kiss, without the involvement of the tongue.
"Mmm~❤"
Kushida felt a sweet tingle go down her spine as she subconsciously closed her eyes. Her soft supple lips collided with Tatsuya's own gentle movements.
It was different... Too different.
It was as if whatever had happened on the rooftop was nothing but an illusion, a distant hazy memory.
After a few rounds of kissing, Tatsuya parted his lips from hers and separated from the slightly out-of-breath Kushida. Her glare at this point was nothing but cute.
"Eh-"
He climbed onto her bed and forced her into his lap with her back resting against his chest. He pulled her head back and leaned down for another lip-locking session.
Kushida offered no resistance but her misty eyes clearly showed her surprise. Perhaps she was expecting Tatsuya to roughly abuse her again and that scared her the most.
Tatsuya slid his hand around her stomach and pulled her in closer.
"Mhm~? ❤"
Kushida's face was already flushed and she slowly but surely started responding to his dominance over her lips.
Tongues intertwined and Tatsuya made sure to take excessive care of her. He didn't make any inappropriate movements and merely enjoyed the slow-paced kiss while simultaneously letting Kushida feel his sincerity.
A minute later they separated, forming a faint bridge of saliva. Her fair little flushed face aroused him as he smiled seeing the intensity of her gaze increase.
"Bastard... you're...doing... this on p-purpose..."
She spoke while panting, her voice unlike the look in her eyes was particularly weak, it even sounded delicate.
Kushida couldn't understand it. Why was he treating her so gently?
It was unfair.
"Do you dislike it~?" He whispered back and she didn't respond. She merely turned her head away.
Tatsuya's smile widened and he placed a kiss on her neck causing her to flinch.
"Do you dislike it~?"
His words lingered in the air longer than before but Kushida still didn't reply.
Or rather she didn't want to reply because it would be a pleasing answer for Tatsuya. She wanted to desperately deny the odd feeling in her heart.
Her pride was slowly crumbling.
Tatsuya's hand slid upwards and he nudged her breasts causing the red tint on her cheeks to grow.
"It's cute seeing you being shy." He teased her and started fondling her breasts.
"Shut up...hmh~!?" She growled weakly but suddenly Tatsuya pinched her nipple causing her to let out an unexpected moan.
"... I hate you."
Tatsuya didn't pay her words mind and slid his hand through her clothes, deciding to grope her bare flesh.
His hands soon came into contact with her cold flesh and the warmth from his hands caused her to shiver.
"That's fine, I thrive on hate~" he muttered before playing with her boobs kneading them like dough and occasionally twisting her nipples for fun.
"Haaah...."
"Mmmmm~"
"Haamh~"
Kushida's suppressed moans echoed in the dorm room. He pulled her back in for a kiss once again while still kneading her breasts to his will.
Wet sloppy kissing sounds revervated in the room as Tatsuya and Kushida engaged in illicit behaviour.
Kushida's mind grew hazier by the second as she felt Tatsuya's hard erection pressing against her back. She could even feel it throbbing crazily, like a beast waiting to escape its cage.
Unwillingly her arousal grew as she straightened her legs and squirmed under him. Like a delicate blow doll, she allowed Tatsuya to do whatever he pleased.
Suddenly, Tatsuya's right hand left her breast and before she could even be confused he slid his hand into her pants.
"W-Wait-" As a young girl without much experience she was still a bit hesitant but while Tatsuya was being gentle he wouldn't allow her to disobey him.
He ignored her plea and trailed his finger along the smooth skin just above her entrance. On the rooftop he was surprised, he thought she would have hair down there.
"I- No, wait—" She didn't understand her own words.
"Just let it go~ enjoy the moment Kushida, don't think too much and leave everything to me~" the devil whispered much to the angel's hesitation.
"Hek~~ mmm~ Ah-!"
Tatsuya rubbed his finger along her entrance and pulled her back into a kiss, she was speaking too much. Kushida closed her eyes and finally relaxed, falling back onto his chest.
"Nnnngggg~~♡"
Her toes curled as she felt Tatsuya play with her pussy. Her heart was beating loudly and if anyone were to see this side of her they would lose themselves to her beauty and cuteness.
Tatsuya's other hand left her chest alone and played with her clitoris. The intensity of her squirming increased as Tatsuya's fingers grew wet.
"It feels good doesn't it~?" He whispered sweetly and his hot breath tingled her ears.
"N-N-No—Mmh!?"
The moment she uttered 'No' Tatsuya pinched her clitoris causing her to spasm and her back arched up as she wet her pants.
She was reduced to a panting mess.
"I haven't even started yet... Kikyo~"
Her heart raced with mixed feelings as he called her first name but her confusion upon his movement took greater control.
Tatsuya moved away from Kushida and threw the bed covers away. Kushida flushed in shame and embarrassment seeing the damp spot on her pajama.
She desperately wanted to just disappear and hide her face.
"Wha- Huh?"
Tatsuya pulled down her pyjama in a single movement startling her. He threw the pyjama away and eyed Kushida's bare skin hungrily.
Her fair glossy legs were shining with sweat and a sweet scent from the middle of her legs tickled his nose.
He smirked before forcefully separating her legs much to her surprise.
"B-Bastard!"
She cried in mock protest as Tatsuya dove head-first in between her legs.
His tongue instantly latched on to her entrance and Kushida hurriedly tried to push his head away with a flustered expression.
For her this was technically her first time as the incident on the rooftop occurred too fast and due to Tatsuya's rough abuse she was barely conscious throughout the process.
He gave a long lick across her slit and Kushida's legs trembled. As if he was a homeless beggar that hadn't eaten in days he devoured her wet sloppy pussy.
Kissing, licking, biting- He didn't spare her at all.
Kushida bit her quivering lower lip and tilted her head up, not wanting to look into his eyes. This was too much, she couldn't bear it. Her legs quivered once again and she came!
Tatsuya's eyes shone as he gulped down all her nectar.
"How sweet~ You can just admit it if you like it, y'know."
Kushida trembled in shame.
"No! It's... It's just biology, fuck off..." She cursed at him and his eyes shone once again in further delight. The more she resisted the more arousal he felt.
She was like a premium version of Airi, no offence to her, she's cute in her own way.
Now that he thought about it wasn't Airi like a cute little puppy?
Tatsuya instantly felt his affection for her rise.
"Biology, biology. You know it's an excuse."
"You like this, Kushida." His voice was coaxing, as if trying to tell her that it wasn't her fault she felt good, "But then again I guess you're right. It probably is due to biology..."
He pushed her legs to her shoulders and towered over her.
"...why not let loose then? Stop thinking, stop resisting. It's not your fault, it's biology~" His glare pierced through her own crimson orbs and she was left in a daze.
Kushida felt muddle-headed, his words echoed in her mind, as if a radio on repeat. She knew it was bad when the words of the person she hated the most were starting to sound convincing.
Her heart was racing and her body temperature was rising. With cloudy eyes, she tried looking at Tatsuya but all she saw was his blurry figure and the perfect set of abs he had.
Teenage girls had a weird obsession with abs, even Kushida wasn't immune to this.
Tatsuya let her legs drop gently and he picked her up. Kushida still half-conscious realised she was falling and placed her hands on his chest for balance.
Now, Tatsuya sat cross-legged with Kushida sitting on his lap. He cupped her face and pulled her in for another sweet kiss which the cute girl didn't deny.
Subconsciously she was reciprocating his actions.
"Mmm~❤" she moaned in his mouth while kissing as he gripped her ass tightly, the flesh spilling out of his hands.
He separated from her and gave her nape a sudden lick, startling her back into consciousness. She looked at Tatsuya's amused eyes with a shocked look.
She was speechless due to her own behaviour.
"It's fine, Kushida," His voice was warm and comforting, completely different from the rooftop, "You can rely on me. Deep down you're just a lonely little girl that desires company. While everyone shares their secrets with you deep down you too wish to share your secrets with someone. To have someone to listen to you without complaining or judging you."
Kushida flinched and wrapped her hands around his neck. Not because of sudden infatuation but due to the need to hide her face.
Her heart was in disarray.
"I'll be that person, Kushida. Use me as a stress bag, come to me whenever you want to vent, and don't just start yelling on random rooftops, that's foolish y'know."
"Human scum like me can't really judge you, right?"
She was trembling, his words piercing through her heart, bit by bit. The shaky state of her body seemed to indicate that she was about to cry again.
Tatsuya lifted one hand from her ass and gently stroked her back.
"... You're lying..." Her voice was expectedly frail. Tatsuya had been aiming for this frailty.
"Nah, I find it cute, to be honest." He joked breaking the atmosphere and Kushida tried punching him in anger just for Tatsuya to dodge.
She fell face-first onto the bed.
"Hahaha,"
"Fuck you!" Kushida yelled but Tatsuya noticed that the stiffness from her body had disappeared. She was starting to accept him.
"Aww~ don't curse your best friend like that."
"Best friend my ass!"
The moment she said ass both her and Tatsuya locked gaze.
"U-Uh..." Kushida stuttered but Tatsuya grinned and climbed on top of her legs before placing both his hands on her round ass.
Kushida turned her head away and buried her face into the bed with a frustrated look.
Tatsuya heard a muffled, "God fucking dammit." But ignored it and pulled her pants down.
Her fair fat bubbly butt came into his view and Tatsuya was dazed. It was as if God had personally crafted her ass, why was it so perfectly... round?
It was incredibly alluring, if he perhaps did not have any dignity he would already be drooling.
He wiped the drool from his mouth and unbuttoned his pants.
Tatsuya's smile reached his ears as lowered his pants and let his cock out in full glory. He placed—
No!
—Dropped his fat cock on top of her ass and Kushida flinched for the nth time.
Somewhat terrified she turned back only to see Tatsuya's predatory glare.
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Kushida Kikyo was an extremely strong-willed girl. It wasn't possible to tame her properly if he went through with excessive force, it would only result in her destruction.
Kushida would become a broken toy.
And because of this particular reason—
"Are you scared?"
Kushida knew better than to answer him but half blurry memories from the rooftop caused her to feel cold. Trauma wasn't so easily forgotten but because Tatsuya hadn't given her any time to comprehend this 'trauma' she still didn't quite understand how to feel.
But while her mind was a jumbled mess, her body clearly remembered.
His warm cock rested on her ass cheeks and Kushida had no words to say, or rather she didn't want to accidentally say something that might anger Tatsuya.
It wasn't that Kushida had become fearful but that her body was forcefully activating a defence mechanism.
"Don't worry~ This time I'll take care of you. After I'm done you'll realise that this deal was nothing but a win-win case for you."
"...You're delusional."
"Hahaha, let's test whether that's true or not."
Tatsuya used his hands to spread her asscheeks apart giving him a clear view of both her holes. Her asshole, just like before, was clenching on its own but Tatsuya ignored it for now.
He trailed his finger along her slit and after he was sure it was lubricated enough he placed his cock at her entrance.
His lips curled up as he pushed his cock inside but only the cockhead, he didn't go all the way in. He leaned forward and his legs were on either side of her straight connected legs.
After shifting into a more comfortable position he ignored Kushida who had her face still buried in the bed and a single thrust pierced through her.
"Mmphhhh~❤"
A muffled moan leaked echoed in the room and Tatsuya couldn't bear the cuteness any longer. His mission began and his hips worked like a machine.
PaPaPaPa!
Muffled moans continued but Kushida felt like she was going crazy. The problem was that with every few thrusts, Tatsuya's speed was increasing.
At first, it was gentle but as the minutes passed the force and swiftness of his thrusts kept on increasing.
"Haaah- mm!?❤"
Clap!
"Mmh~❤"
Each thrust now caused loud clapping sounds to reverberate in the room. Each thrust left her fat bubbly ass jiggling.
She lifted her head wanting to say something as unwillingly pleasure coursed through her body. Her hair was no longer styled but laid out unkemptly because of the constant rocking her body had to handle.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
She didn't know if it was an illusion but she felt the bed shaking.
"Wai... ha~ha~hm~... s-someone will hear u-us." She was barely able to form a coherent statement but it was somewhat fortunate that she wasn't able to see the expression on Tatsuya's face.
With his characteristic demonic smile, he pounded her pussy. His thrusts no longer had the human feel to them, instead each thrust felt like getting struck by a car.
"Hhhnnng~!!!❤"
Kushida couldn't bear it as her body suddenly stiffened and her toes curled as Tatsuya felt her pussy clamp around his cock.
"Huff~ huff~ huff~"
"Aww, I'm not even close and you crossed the finish line already? How lewd~"
Dirty talking was especially effective in breaking someone mentally, even more so when there was truth to it.
Her fair cheeks, tinted red, glistened due to the sweat forming on her face. The sight aroused Tatsuya even more.
He grabbed both of her hands and pulled her back before swinging his hips fervently. Kushida was close to becoming a pleasure doll again but this time the difference was that there was no pain involved.
Only pleasure~
***
[Tatsuya]
Hours passed and I finally let go of the half-conscious Kushida. Ban's regeneration and Garou's physique were too much for the poor girl to handle.
Even if I tried to limit myself it was futile. How could her young virgin pussy resist my onslaught of attacks?
"I guess, I'm done with her for now. But damn what a spicy girl... So feisty."
Halfway through the session, Kushida had lost all semblance of reason and cooperated with me to the utmost.
She was definitely on the more aggressive side, and I was sure of one thing—
Kushida was going to die of shame the moment she woke up.
Letting out a little evil chuckle, I cast clean on her before tucking her into bed. I looked towards the clock, and it was exactly 12:48 AM.
I left her room after putting on the Invisibility Cloak.
Dashing through the stairs, I reached the ground floor and saw the middle-aged guard yawning.
The dorms had a strict curfew of 10 PM, so it would be awkward if the guard caught me. Not to mention my public persona was one of discipline and kindness.
However, I wondered if everything I had meticulously built till now would crumble away after the mid-terms.
When I first arrived in this world I was still somewhat hesitant regarding the system, rather cautious would be a better word.
This caution led me to create a public image that would instantly place me on the top of the social hierarchy.
But things were different now.
I was no longer confused, I was no longer hesitant.
I looked up at the sky while walking alone at midnight, the cool wind gently brushing against my face and the clouds lazily drifting across the dark sky.
It was so beautiful.
The streets were empty, bathed in the soft glow of occasional streetlights. The night held a stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves.
A sigh escaped my lips.
As a mere passerby, I acknowledged my transient existence. The chaos caused by my presence held no sway over my actions.
I'll do as I please.
...
[Ayanokouji]
"There are no absences today. It appears everyone is present." Chabashira-sensei strode through the classroom with a bold smile on her face.
"That's the first hurdle for you leftovers. Are there any questions?"
"We've studied diligently these past few weeks. I don't think that anyone will fail."
"Oh my. You sound quite confident, Hirata."
Everyone wore a confident look. The teacher promptly took up the test papers and passed them out. Our first-period test was for social studies. Out of everything we'd studied, it was probably the easiest subject.
"If anyone stumbles here, the other tests will be an uphill battle, quite frankly. You'll take this midterm and the final exam in July. If no one fails either test, you'll be rewarded with a vacation during your summer break."
"A vacation?"
"That's right. A dream vacation on an island surrounded by the brilliant blue sea."
Of course, the beach in summer meant we'd be able to see the girls in their swimsuits…
"Wh-what is this strange pressure…" one of the boys muttered.
Chabashira-sensei stepped back from the obvious tension the students exuded… mostly the boys.
"Everyone. Let's do our best!"
"Yeah!" Ike howled along with our classmates. I shouted too, my voice getting lost in the cacophony.
I was expecting a reaction from Horikita but it seemed like there was much going on in her mind to care about me.
Before long, everyone had their test papers. On the teacher's signal, everyone began.
I held off on starting for a moment and looked around at the others. After scanning through everyone my eyes ultimately fell upon the wide back of the student sitting in front of me.
Class D was currently unaware of the dangerous undercurrents in the class.
Unaware of the silent war between Horikita Suzune and Tatsuya Yamamoto that would mercilessly decide the fate of three students.
Tatsuya was undoubtedly a chaotic storm that would probably end up destroying the class.
No one knew whether his desire for Class A was true or not.
My eyes unwillingly alternated between the tense Horikita and the seemingly relaxed Tatsuya.
Closing my eyes I let out a sigh.
With everything they'd learned, could the Idiot Trio avoid failing?
-x-X-x-
A few days before the exam began-
It was awful.
She didn't remember how long she was asleep but by the time she woke up he was gone.
"Disgusting pervert! Low life! Rapist!"
She couldn't resist screaming out, her expression painted with frustration. Her face was crimson red after remembering her actions.
Memories came in like a broken dam.
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Her face distorted with pleasure as Tatsuya pounded her in a mating press. Her eyes were slowly rolling upwards as she moaned loudly.
"D-Deeper!❤" She yelled as Tatsuya's face showed surprise. He didn't expect her to show such enthusiasm.
She had probably forgotten everything that was going on, her mind was fully focused at the moment.
Fully focused on the pleasure~
Obeying her Tatsuya stretched his legs. He pushed in even deeper, stuffing her hole and hitting her cervix.
"Nnnnnhgg~❤"
Kushida's expression faltered as her body quivered beneath him, an indication that she was once again close to finishing.
A woman's vaginal canal when relaxed was just about 2-4 inches. Even if the woman was aroused the vaginal canal does not exceed 8 inches, even reaching 8 inches was quite rare.
As such, her pussy perfectly wrapped around his cock. Tatsuya grinned and glared at her intensely but Kushida didn't avoid his gaze.
She looked at him with misty eyes full of lust.
"Faster...❤ G-Go faster...❤ Is that all y-you can do pussy?" She muttered, trying to sound condescending.
But her quivering legs and sloppily gushing entrance told another story.
Tatsuya couldn't control his laughter and sped up, the sounds of flesh clapping against each other echoed in the room along with sweet moans full of passion.
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"Fuck... fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Kushida grabbed her pillow and repeatedly punched it while cursing, her face flushed cutely in embarrassment.
"I- he definitely did something, that can't be me!" She fully denied her lustful self, "Yeah... That's right... he did something, didn't he?"
She reasoned and suddenly her eyes lit up.
"He... He said he laced the hot chocolate with an aphrodisiac! That must be it!" Kushida finally found a reasonable excuse.
A justification for her actions.
"That fucktard was definitely lying about not doing something shady to the drink, he's a criminal after all." She whispered to herself, "I was definitely not feeling... good."
After finally calming her embarrassment she tried to get up just to fall instantly, "Ahh-!"
She rubbed her sore legs, "That bastard said he would be gentle. Lying pervert criminal!"
She hissed and called him names just to satisfy herself but then she noticed something odd. She noticed her reflection in the long mirror in front of the almirah.
"Why am I... so clean?" She couldn't believe it.
Her hair was shining and her face was fairer than before. She crawled a bit towards the mirror, unable to walk due to a certain perverted lying criminal.
"Wow..." She subconsciously muttered after examining herself. No tangled hair, no more little blackheads that were usually visible on a closer look.
Her lips which she had to take more care of due to them cracking were now buttery smooth and she couldn't smell any odour of sweat and... that.
"Did he wash me?" She muttered as the image of Tatsuya gently carrying her to shower and meticulously bathing her popped up in her mind.
Her heart raced and her face started heating up.
Turns out Sexual Aftercare was particularly effective against the heart of young maidens.
Suddenly, she shook her head with fervour, "No no no, what am I thinking? That scum bastard definitely wants to make me think like this on purpose!"
"He definitely can't expel three students, even if it's the idiot trio. He probably wants to butter me up so I don't expel him after. Hah! Wishful thinking! I hope you and the bitch get expelled as soon as possible!"
"...It's not like you care about me."
She whispered the last part to herself while picking herself up.
Though she fell once again, bursting into another round of calling Tatsuya names.
***
It was morning class and Class 1-D was unexpectedly silent as Chabashira was teaching history.
The usual misbehaving students couldn't be blamed. They were running on a serious threat of expulsion.
But hidden even deeper was tension among the last two rows of the class.
Chabashira noticed how Ike, Sudo and Yamauchi were not actually paying attention to her class. Instead, they seemed to be studying something else.
They looked tired and whenever Sudo or Yamauchi seemed to be falling asleep Horikta would send them a glare.
Ike seemed to be more serious.
Karuizawa and her group looked oddly relaxed, Hasabe Haruka was daydreaming, Sakura Airi had a blank look on her face, and Hirata had a stern expression as he occasionally glanced at Tatsuya.
Did something happen?
She wondered as her eyes were drawn to Tatsuya Yamamoto, who was gazing out of the window with a disinterested expression.
Over the past few days, she had noticed him go from a disciplined student to someone who arrived late in class and was tardy in class.
She couldn't understand why he was in Class D, though. She knew some things about him, he came from a moderately rich family and his grades weren't that special.
In other words a spoiled brat.
Even his entrance exam scores ranged from 40-60, it wasn't that bad but nor could it be called good.
In fact, his placement should've been in Class C. Was being a spoiled brat really the reason he was in Class D? His attitude was far better than Koenji.
Things were suspicious.
When she first arrived in class she had instantly noticed six students.
Hirata, Horikita, Kushida, Tatsuya, Koenji and Ayanokouji.
Hirata, Kushida and Tatsuya had a particular charisma about them that attracted the students to them. Tatsuya was like a buffed-up version of Hirata.
They were the pillars of the class.
Horikita Suzune due to her identity as the Student Council President's sister and Koenji due to his background.
Ayanokouji... Well, Ayanokouji was an odd student.
She didn't have many details about him back then but due to Chairman Sakayanagi's words, she paid special attention to him.
In the end, what mattered was that she had been given an extremely interesting class this time. Her ambition which had hidden itself for years was on full throttle, she was even ready to blackmail a student for it—
Ring!
The bell rang and class ended.
"Today's session will end here," She said coldly, "Lunch break."
With that, her heels clacked against the floor as she headed out of the door but not before giving the class a final glance.
Her eyes were drawn to Yamauchi, Ike and Sudo who were gathered around Ayanokouji and Horikita.
She heaved a sigh of relief.
I hope nothing goes wrong... Will this class be able to fulfil my wish...? I wonde- No. I hope so...
...
She exited the class and started walking away.
"Sae-Sensei."
Suddenly a gentle voice called out to her. She turned back in confusion only to see a smiling Tatsuya standing behind her.
What does he want?
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